Yeah

Cocaine stain on the cellophane
Open-toed shoes in the rain, she still do her thing
Twenty-four hour diner with coffee playin' Coltrane
I let her hit the bags, she make the blade look like a runway
She always talkin' Paris, I'm like baby, baby, one day
Or Spain, I would like to do it all but it's a cold game
Smile so perfect you would think she worked for Colgate
I know a six symbol for a thousand, need another day
She tired of understandin', I'm tired too
But these are the grapes
Kurtis Blow said it in the 80s, make no mistake
Rain jacket smellin' like new Porsche and a half an eighth
I order another coffee and vanilla piece of pound cake
Hear purse clinging, heels clickin', make the ground shake
Driver pick us up around the corner off of Broadway
Lady in the night new her right all in broad day
Hunnids fallin' out of every pocket in the hallway

No, don't sweat it
You too near me not to hear me
Lookin' like a basket of love
Baby, you know I'm on it, on it, yeah
Aye, aye, aye, aye

I like her low-key, I like them slayin' bit
I love it how them Air Max match your outfit
How you doin' love? You my top pick
Let's go hiking, bitch, let's make a lot of chips
1997 all gray, love I'm on my way
Half moon baked, champagne, it's that type of day
Take my time with it, spend a little, but put more away
I know you kind of sleepy before a thousand, shit, we need that day
Turned the renegade to full go, took me two days
Had her on the one, switchin' lanes, rolled a hella J's
Took her to my crib, she was amazed, I whipped up a steak
Seek her location in Las Vegas, I got the play
My cheese on fire, that's how a Nike bitch, I spent eighty
I killed her with the swag and this brand new Chanel fragrance
Light a couple candles, au jus and a little bagel
Put the Rollie up for a minute, then I kept it simple

How you doin' baby? What you here for tonight?
You doin' good, right? Sock it to me
Baby, you know I want it, want it, yeah (Groovy)
(Shit, man) Aye, aye, aye, aye

I like her low-key, I like them slayin' bit
I love it how them Air Max match your outfit
How you doin' love? You my top pick
Let's go hiking, bitch, let's make a lot of chips

I'm not here for the bullshit, baby
I'm here for the whole grip, sock it to me